From Frugivore — Running like my life depended on it, I circled around my middle school building with fifty other girls determined to make our school’s track and field team. Personally, I was not hell bent on being a track star. However, all my friends were going out for the team and I certainly was not going to be the lone star taking the regular bus home directly after school. I never had played a sport beyond gym class and church picnics. Thus, consistently running laps for over an hour almost made me pass out. Not only was I overweight, but also the majority of my excess fat sat on my abdomen, an integral muscle for speed and agility. After years of Happy Meals, minimal exercise, and a pregnant-looking belly, I finally decided to get fit at age twelve.

While the decision primarily stemmed from the desire to be near my friends, I grew up listening to snide jokes about my chubby stomach, from both adults and children. I had been called everything from the Pillsbury Doughgirl, with people poking my belly for an extra laugh, to adults insisting that I must be pregnant even though I had not even experienced my first kiss. Thankfully, my family never tolerated or participated in the sarcasm. In fact, I credit my family with my body image confidence throughout the majority of my life. I remember being a young girl and wearing a size 6X, yet having no clue that X sizes were made for chubbier girls. I just assumed it was a regular size between 6 and 7. No one pressed my weight issue or forced me to exercise.

 

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  • WoW

    Ok. Sooooo. FOUR out of 5 black women and kids are obese and noooooBODY wants to share their experience? No body wants to help the next sistah/brotha’ out???????

    If this were an article about big is beautiful this board would be full.

    This is sad. Really sad.

    • Jennifer

      @ WoW:

      Come back to me when they use some measure other than BMI. They should stop basing their stats on a measurement based on white Swedish men living in the 1950’s.

      I am a size 6 at J. Crew, and also two pounds away from being categorized as overweight using BMI. Everyone assumes I am twenty pounds lighter than I actually am. Even my doctor doesn’t consider BMI when dealing with some patients.

      What proportion of that 80% includes people like me? Lies, damned lies, and statistics. Anything to disparage black women.

    • Tomi-chan

      Yeah sorry, I may be curvy but I’ve never been morbidly anything ever. Haha.

      Although there was 5th grade when I grew boobs and hips and didn’t know what to do with them…. dooming me to years of baggy shirts and pants.

      I was never teased for my weight, and I have constantly gone to predominantly white school. My harshest critics were always my parents lol.